~zewlean

For the past few weeks i was working on a commercial project. Here is a little preview [link] . More coming soon

I'm almost completely regenerated.
Work sucks.
My nose suck or suck my nose.
Beer rules.
My brain hurts.

We is going to an open air party after work today. And maybe a road trip at the end of the weekend.

After 4 weeks of not sleeping and drinking all the time, last night I slept for 12 hours. This morning I felt like I was on cocaine, so I walked to work! Now even through I'm on chocolate milk, I'm still euphoric.
Anyway i have about 3 - 4000 new photos on my PC. With my full time job - alcoholism and my new part time job i have time only to shoot them and transfer them on my PC. I haven't been able to see at least half of them.

BTW i have invented a new sport! Its similar to "beer-hill climbing" but its called "beer-roof climbing".

P.S. Anyone who wants to buy me a beer can join me and my team in roof climbing

Once upon a time there was a boy with confused toughts about his future. He was missunderstud by all of his known so caled friends.
Most of the time he was drunk.
And writing a biography for him is a thoughest think u can ever imagen.
But after he envented beer hill climbing everything has changed ( at least it looked like it changed). That was his escape from reality. He realisaeds most of his ideaas.And the real friends who journeyd him had amazing experience.
His biggest problem was that he didn't know how to be alone that's why he had a lot of women in his life. He didnt cared for the most of them. But for thouse who hi did care and he thought he had a bright future with (I'm an english language teacher but I'm so fucking drunk that's why I'm reinventing english language and I'm going to pee now and it's so fucking hard to compose this sentence) and he really tried hard for everything to be all right but at the end he was the one that got dumped (I personally think that he didn't had the nerve to dump them)
The last few years years were really fgucked up for him his spirit was slowly dsying until it was finally killed with a kung fu style called killing your soul with a cotton.Realithy check : at this moment his body is throwing up in toilet I'm not helping him because he's not my friend my friend's spirit has died.No matter that his spirit has died his drinking habbits are bigger then ever.And that's all I have to say right now cause of the lack of inspiration (cause I can't drink anymore because I have to drive)

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Today was the first day of my new job. Its a good job i guess.
But thats the bad news.
I'm at work all day long, so that means no more beer-hill-climbing. No more street portraits.
Only for weekends maybe...
Also i had to move to another city. And i'm kinda homeless...
But nothing can stop me now, because I don’t care anymore.
So expect photos from the Strumica Carnival where i had great time and i guess some night photos
Well its late here and im drunk AND i have to go to work in 4 hours.
Btw thanks for ur support